My grandparents had stacks of yellow-edged National Geographics in the basement of their house, some dating from the days before photographs were on the front cover. On rainy days in summer or awkward Christmas holidays, I escaped down there, opened those shiny covers and travelled the world. I guess it was like that for a lot of people. The magazine was like an old friend, something we took for granted. It would always be yellow, the pictures would always be great, and the world it told us about would always be awesome. Until last month the magazine was not for profit, which explains perhaps […]
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